me: YESS THIS IS IT NO GUTS NO GLORY I AM A RAIN GODDESS WARRIOR THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS BAD WEATHER JUST SOFT PEOPLE EAT SLEEP BREATHE GRIND THIS IS HOW CHAMPIONS ARE MADE RIO 2016 NO DAYS OFF TO GIVE ANYTHING LESS THAN YOUR BEST IS TO SACRIFI-
I think, even though he’s still gruff and shotgun obsessed and all the things we’ve come to know and love from Sarge, he’s one of the most developed characters this season. Sure, Tucker, Wash, Locus, Carolina, they’ve all had their limelight and most of the past seasons have been about their development, but Sarge’s has been more subtle. We’ve talked about how he’s more open with the blues. His “Good day to die” shtick is now not only for guts and glory, but to protect not only the reds, but the blues, the Freelancers, the rebels and everyone on Chorus. He’s gone from a warmonger to a protector. Not only that, but in The End we see him do something so incredibly singular and telling. When Grif talks back to him, he laughs. They’ve engaged in banter. They’re united. There is no fight. No insult. A laugh. And then they stand side by side. Of course, this says something about Grif too, but I think Sarge has come farther. Much more than we give him credit for at least. He doesn’t complain that a blue had gotten the Meta suit. He doesn’t say a thing about it. Sarge has grown so much over the Chorus trilogy and that, more than anything else in this last episode, took my breath away.
Grimmons with "Look at me - just breathe, okay?" If you're up to it?? I love you're writing btw <3
If anyone asked Dexter Grif if he would ever
sacrifice himself for anyone else in this stupid war he would’ve said “pfft,
Grif hadn’t volunteered to be here for the guts and
glory or the shitty pay. Grif had pissed off God or the asshole running the
local UNSC recruitment office and got himself drafted.
No one would ever tell him he was noble and he
wasn’t an idiot. His death would make no difference to anyone. They were so
fucking disorganized they might not even notify Kai when someone inevitably
Grif wasn’t like some morons who were here thinking
they had a career. Some idiot who would let a madman carve up his body and make
him a fucking cyborg so a teammate he didn’t even think liked him would live.
Grif wasn’t that grade of stupid.
So it was hard to tell who was more surprised, Grif
or Simmons, when Grif leapt in front of him and took the bullet.